"What happened?"

Sun Jian asked in a deep voice.

He also knew about Yang Xing.

Although he did not follow Sun Jue and Chen Qingquan to find Yang Xing last time, he listened to Sun Jue narrate the entire process afterwards.

Chen Qingquan glanced at Jiang Wan, and Sun Jue understood his concerns.

"Don't worry, Captain, she can be trusted."

Jiang Wan was moved when she heard this and stood behind Sun Jue consciously.

After all, he was the helmsman of the Beggar Clan. Even though he was a little anxious, Chen Qingquan was still cautious enough.

After confirming that Jiang Wan was fine, he quickly explained the whole matter.

The cause of the incident was very simple. Yang Xing had a conflict with someone in the cockfighting workshop.

And this person is a disciple from Feihe Sect near Moyang City.

Logically speaking, it is very common for such things not to be mentioned, but it is not uncommon.

The two of them had a conflict, and in the end, even if someone suffered a loss, the matter would usually be settled.

Of course, there are also those who, after suffering a loss, find helpers, and the trouble gets bigger and bigger.

Only this time, the fuss was not as big as usual.

Because of the help Yang Xing had brought in, there were casualties in the fight with the other party.

Yang Xing saw that the situation was not good, so he naturally led others to grease the soles of their feet.

After receiving the news, Feihemen naturally did not give up and sent many people into the city to find Yangxing and his group to save their lives.

Because of the matter about the Yanghou Mausoleum, Chen Qingquan specially arranged for some people from the Beggar Clan to keep an eye on the two brothers Yang Fu and Yang Xing, and then they got the news immediately.

After Sun Jue heard what happened, he couldn't help but frowned.

This was a fight between the two sides, and the death was an accident.

It's just that according to the rules of the world, Feihemen won't care so much. If you kill someone, you must pay with your life.

So Yangxing is definitely in danger.

"Where is Yang Xing now?"

Chen Qingquan replied: "I fled outside the city with those people. It's still safe for the time being."

Sun Jue asked again: "What about Yang Fu?"

"I have sent someone to notify him. He should still be at home."

Chen Qingquan sighed, "This matter is a bit difficult to handle."

"Logically speaking, I, the Beggar Clan, shouldn't get involved in this matter. After all, both sides have nothing to argue with now. It's just a comparison of strength."

"It's just that Yang Xing is your friend after all, and Yang Fu is related to the tomb of Marquis Yang, so it's hard to ignore it."

Sun Jue nodded slightly, he must have intervened in this matter.

Just how to intervene is a question.

The Sun family is already in a lot of trouble, and if they get into trouble with another Feihe clan, it will be even worse.

"Now that Yang Xing has fled outside the city, with the intelligence capabilities of our Beggar Gang, we may be able to find him in advance and let him hide in the station first. Anyway, when their brothers get the inheritance from the Yanghou Mausoleum, they will also

Leave Moyang, a place of right and wrong."

Sun Jian changed the topic, "Our top priority now is to take over the sheep, otherwise people from Feihemen will definitely come looking for us."

Sun Jue and Chen Qingquan both agreed with Sun Jian's words.

"In that case, let's go there quickly."

Chen Qingquan looked a little anxious.

This is not only related to Sun Jue, but also related to his own interests.

The treasures in Yanghou's tomb are still very tempting to him.

"Captain, you and my father don't want to go. I'll go there alone."

Sun Jue already had a plan in mind at this time, "It's not convenient for you to show up, otherwise you will become enemies with Feihe Clan for nothing."

"I heard that because of the incident at Marquis Yang's Tomb, Feihe Sect has formed an alliance with several other relatively small sects. It is not appropriate to confront them head-on at this time."

"If I go alone, it will be easier for me to conceal my identity and move around."

Sun Jian thought for a moment and then agreed. It was indeed not appropriate for the Sun family to provoke enemies.

"Xiaojue, then you must be careful. If you can't do anything, don't worry about the tomb of Marquis Yang."

Sun Jue nodded slightly, then looked at Chen Qingquan: "Master, what do you think?"

"Although the Beggar Clan is not afraid of their alliance, it is better to do less than to do more. This matter is originally led by you. Just do what you say."

Chen Qingquan was not a resourceful person to begin with.

He felt that what Sun Jue said made sense, and he couldn't think of any better way, so he agreed directly.

"Then you can wait for my good news at my house."

As soon as Sun Jue moved, he flew out like a big bird and quickly disappeared from the sight of the two people.

Jiang Wan stood aside and didn't speak. She just silently wrote down what she heard and then analyzed it in her mind.

"Come on, helmsman, please take a seat. Since Xiao Jue is confident, let's have some tea here."

Sun Jian asked Chen Qingquan to sit down, and Jiang Wan also helped pour tea with a wink.

"There are only a few days until August 15th, but I didn't expect that there will be many complications. It's really unlucky."

Chen Qingquan complained a few words and then began to discuss with Sun Jian some of the intelligence collected these days.

Although Chen Qingquan sent someone to notify Yang Fu, he was still a step too late.

When the members of the Beggar Clan arrived at Yang Fu's residence, they saw that a group of people had surrounded Yang's house.

"Yangfu, your brother led someone to kill my disciple of Feihe Sect. Hand him over as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

After all, Feihe Sect is not an evil sect or a demon sect, and they will not do things like punishing people without teaching them.

Moreover, this matter itself was done by Yang Xing, and Yang Fu might not even know about it.

The door slowly opened, revealing Yang Fu's figure.

He looked at the dozen or so people from Feihe Sect in front of him, his brows slightly furrowed, but there was no sign of fear.

"Yang Xing hasn't come back today. Where can I find him and hand him over to you?"

The people from Feihemen thought that Yang Fu had taken advantage of their reputation, so they gave in. Just as they were about to ask more questions, they heard Yang Fu speak again.

"Besides, I still don't know the truth of the matter, so how can I believe your words? Maybe my brother has been labeled as such by you."

"I, Feihe Clan, am an upright martial artist, how can I confuse right and wrong?"

A middle-aged man at the head said sternly: "Is it possible that Yang Xing is inside now and you are stalling for time?"

"What a joke, how about you Feihe Clan? Who doesn't know this in Moyang City? The upright martial arts world is really the most ridiculous thing in the world. Who doesn't know that Feihe Clan has always been domineering?"

Yang Fu said coldly: "There is no human or physical evidence. Guan Yi, you said that my brother killed your Feihemen disciple, and I also said that my brother slept with your wife!"

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Guan Yi's face turned red with anger, and he pounced directly on Yang Fu. His hands became claws, and his fingertips were filled with anger, and he grabbed directly at his temples.

Yang Fu raised his hand and punched out, like a big spear.

The fists and claws struck each other, and both of them were shaken.

Yang Fu took two steps back slightly, but Guan Yi reversed his body in the air and grabbed Yang Fu again.

The disciples of the Beggar Clan who were observing in the dark felt bad in their hearts, because Yang Fu was already at a disadvantage.

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